Chapter 3 3. When the outer room meets the original partner

When seeing the original partner in the other room, should we fight against the court, or serve tea and sit down? Looking at Yumao's wife, countless thoughts flashed through his mind in an instant, like lightning - did she call at the door?Did she ask me to never see corn again?If she proposes, am I eligible to refuse? But she just asked, "Is this the clothes from your shop?" She brought up a huge paper bag, which contained three sets of silk dresses that I painted by myself, produced by "Xiangyunsha" as if they were fakes. "Is there something wrong with the clothes?" I was a little confused.

She smiled awkwardly, and murmured: "No... No, no, no, no, please check, I have never worn these clothes once, and they are all brand new." I don't have to check.As I said, silk clothes will lose their shape when exposed to water. The dress in the bag is obviously not even unpacked, but why?They were given by my hand to the corn, which was given to his wife by the corn, and now she sends them back, saying that she has not worn them, is she trying to shame my work, and thus shame me? I look at her.What should come will always come, and when things come to an end, stretching out the head is a knife, shrinking the head is also a knife, and you have to stretch your neck and kill.

"These clothes are all new, and the tags have not been removed. I would like to ask, can I return them?" "Huh?" This question was beyond my expectation, and I couldn't turn my mind. She hurriedly explained: "I know the rules, and I can take it back at a discount." "But, ma'am," my turn stammered, "why?" "My surname is Jin, just call me Xiao Jin." She was even more shy, "Look, these clothes are thousands of dollars each, but I have no chance to wear them, so...you can get 10% off and get it back, even if it's 20% off." Okay, and then sell it to others, isn’t it a loss? I’ve read reports about your store in the newspapers. Is the business going well? Look at a piece of clothing like yours, if you sell it for thousands of dollars, it’s really huge profits, isn’t it? ?”

"Yes, yes." I smiled.No, I can't hold back the "squeeze" or "squeeze", I have been holding back laughter until my stomach hurts, and I can't wait to hide in the room and laugh violently.Oh my God, Madam Maize is not only lacking temperament and taste, but she can't even talk about politeness and self-cultivation.For such a lady, he is still like a pearl like a treasure, and he regards it like a jade, so he went home again and again to buy Xiangyunsha clothes for her.He despises those women who play in the open-air fountain regardless of decency, but he can tolerate such a wife who speaks recklessly and doesn't know the depth.

After thinking about it like this, I couldn't laugh anymore.So what if he is clever and clever?If there is no man to hold me in the palm of my hand, it will still be poor.Yes, this mediocre woman in front of me is not as good as me in everything, but she is the first match of my beloved man, and with this she can trample me under her feet at will.Didn't I worry two minutes ago that she was calling to embarrass me? What right do I have to laugh at her? She is still struggling to explain: "I'm not saying that this dress is not good, it's made of real silk, it's pretty, and it's still hand-painted, but it's too expensive for thousands of dollars a piece... Actually it's not for money, my wardrobe There are too many clothes in it, I can't wear them at all, it's a pity to leave them for nothing, so..."

"I understand." I couldn't bear to see her embarrassed, or I couldn't bear to see Mrs. Corn being rude in front of me again, "Do you think this is okay? These are works that have already been sold, and it is not too big to take them back." Appropriate, but I can give you a 50% discount." "50% off?" She didn't understand, "50% off? Is it a bit..." "You misunderstood. What I mean is, I can give back half of the original price as if you bought it from me for half price. That way you get half of your money back and still own the clothes, but if you still feel If you don't want it, then I can get it back at full price..."

"No need, it's already a lot of trouble, so that's fine." She was obviously complacent, and asked very confidantly, "Actually, even if you get a 50% discount, you still make money, right? It's not a loss, is it?" She has violated taboos again and again, but I no longer have the mood to laugh at her, so I can only smile wryly and promise: "It's not a loss, as long as you like it." I didn't tell her that when I sold the corn, I had discounted it.These few clothes are almost equal to giving her. This relationship with corn turned out to send more than just body and soul.

Xiangru's fairy-tale boyfriend Bai Rutong came. I've heard his name tens of thousands of times, but this is the first time I've seen him. He's far less handsome and perfect than I imagined. In my impression, "Lang" who rides a bamboo horse and grows green plums should be innocent and handsome, with a sunny smile and big shiny eyes. However, Bai Rutong is not like this.He is also pleasing to the eye, slender and fair-looking, a typical southern child.It's just that he is too childlike, and has an unexpected attachment to Xiangru, but the way of expressing it is to make endless requests and suggestions, and insist on expressing opinions in a muttering way, even when we want to welcome The western table where he came and dressed up was no exception.

Chanel whispered in my ear: "Didn't Xiangru tell him that it is impolite to bite ears in public?" I laughed: "Then what are you doing now?" "I'm a woman." Nian'er was confident, "Besides, Xiangru is a reporter, and she always pays great attention to social etiquette." Later we learned that they were arguing about sleep at that time, and it was really inconvenient to listen in. After dinner, Xiangru sent Bai Rutong to the guest house, and Nian'er and I waited in the living room and decided to have a good talk with her and express our position.As Nian'er described, Xiangru has always been "highly concerned" about social etiquette, but this time she is not only "careful", but "deliberate", which is too much to correct.

"You don't have to do that," I said frankly. "It just makes us uneasy." "How to do it?" Xiangru was confused. "You don't have to send your boyfriend to a guest house just to care about our feelings." Nian'er said it more clearly, "He can live here." "Really? I really want to thank you two." Xiang Ru smiled, "Then, which one of you will give up the room?" "What?" I looked at Nian'er, she stared blankly, but I was dumbfounded. Xiangru put away her smile and said, "No kidding, I think you have misunderstood—Rutong and I did not live together."

"You two have been in a relationship for almost ten years, and you haven't..." Nian'er made a faint expression, "You won't tell me that you are still a virgin?" "I am indeed." Xiangru smiled wryly, "Maybe you don't believe it..." "I believe." I raised my hand. I believe, I believe whatever Xiangru says, because she has no need to lie, even if the news really shocks me. Nian'er bowed her head and thought for a while, then she had to nod and said, "I believe it too. But—why? He's impotent? Are you frigid? You..." "STOP! STOP! STOP!" Xiangru raised her hands in surrender, "He's fine, and I'm normal. We're just being conservative. It's not a heinous crime, right? Why do you have to think that having sex is normal? We In love, but not yet married, isn't it natural to maintain pre-marital innocence?" "Maybe back to ten years ago." Nian'er shrugged and snorted, "If you fall in love but refuse to enjoy sex, it's either a disease or a hypocrisy. Anyway, it's either physical or psychological. Either one of you is sick. .” "Please don't be so arbitrary, OK?" Xi Ni and I were also curious, and couldn't help but imitate Nian'er's tone and asked Xiangru, "You have already decided to grow old together, right? You will be his sooner or later, So—why?" Xiangru first smiled, then her smile faded, and she said with a serious expression: "Our hometown is a small county. Although we will definitely be together in the future, we can't do it right now. I probably won't go back. I can’t get out yet, in short, there is still a period of time before we are really together. Rutong has been worried that I will change, so I made an agreement with him: If I am with him now, then in the days when we are apart, I will I can't make him believe that I have always guarded my body like a jade, but if we can wait until we can truly stay together before handing over to each other, then I can use my body to prove to him that I am always the same to him." Xiangru said His eyes gradually blurred, covered with tears, "I really love Rutong, I love him more than my own life, I am willing to use my life to maintain the perfection of this love. I don't want to let him have the slightest Doubt, we can’t let our marriage take any risks and cast any shadows. For him, I want to keep this body until the day we are together. I believe that the harder we persevere today, the more we will be reunited in the future. Happiness will be more perfect." Nian'er and I were silent. "Keep your body like a jade" and "consistently", needless to say, these words are indeed a bit too old in today's era, and they are so old that they are more like a legend than the story of Xiang Yunsha. "Then, is Bai Rutong willing?" "This is the topic of our debate today." Xiangru sighed helplessly, "He said he came to see me from a thousand miles away, but he still got together and left more. He was really impatient. He was very impulsive in the guest house just now... " Xiangru blushed, and Nian'er and I winked and snickered, but couldn't help but envy—what a perfect love, what a steadfast conduct.If my life can be restarted, maybe I am also willing to love so clearly once. I looked at Nian'er, confusion and desolation clearly flashed in her eyes, under her smoky and charming gesture, there is also yearning for pure love, right? Who hasn't had a pure first love? When I was in college, I used to be someone's dove-like cute girlfriend, and I also had an agreement to grow old together forever. When I said it, I really believed that we would be together for the rest of our lives.Hand in hand, they went to the off-campus snack street to hang out, and occasionally looked at each other and smiled knowingly.He bought a rose at random and put it on my backpack, which already made my heart flutter, and I was excited and scared to rent a unit in the nearby residential area to live a small life, as if on a honeymoon.Sometimes I invite my classmates to come to my "home", even if it's just a plate of fried rice with eggs, when I bring it out, it's like offering a treasure, snuggling up to him, like a shy and obedient little wife... However, the graduation bell rang, as if Huang Liang woke up from a dream and beat mandarin ducks with a stick. A pair of life-and-death lovers who promised each other to each other at this time "love is just a classmate bird, and they fly separately when they are assigned".I thought I wouldn’t, I thought we were different, I thought we would have a future, and we were planning for it wholeheartedly—he said that there would be better opportunities for development in another city, so he had to go there first, and then stabilized Arrange me again.I believe, I wait, I write love letters to him one by one, make long distance calls one by one, spend all my salary on gifts, and even start to design my own wedding dress. However, I waited obsessively for half a year, and he finally settled down, but he sent me a wedding photo of him and the daughter of the leader of the unit... It took me a long time to find out that in fact, before we separated, when he was speculating around looking for an accepting unit on the eve of graduation, he had already had an affair with the leader's daughter.I was so angry that I made a long distance call and asked him, why did he lie to me?I don't hate him for changing his mind. After all, the world is impermanent, and no one can absolutely control his whims, but I don't forgive him why he has to be in two boats. He has already empathized with me but still talks softly to me.He replied that it was because he didn't want to hurt me, thinking that such a way would make it easier for me to accept. I threw up before he finished speaking.It's not because of drunkenness, it's not because of grief, it's a kind of vomiting from psychology to physiology, and even the green bile is vomited out, as if to vomit out four years of memory and my worthless love and pay... I turned over and didn't want to think about it. It was all Xiangru's stories that shocked me, and I couldn't help digging out these old sesame seeds and rotten millet, but I had already decided to bury them completely.Now I can't help but imagine: If it was just a love affair, without cohabitation, without the giving of the body, would my sense of uncleanness be lighter?At least, there will be no sequelae of this vomiting. It was Xiangru's purity and loyalty that made me pale in comparison, and made me see my own stupidity and recklessness—why do I share the love of the same man with other women over and over again?In college, he could still be blamed on that boy for his recklessness and abandonment. What about this time?Corn was already someone else's husband and the father of another child before he met me.We have no chance of falling in love at all, not only because I don't have the reason and position to pursue love, but he also doesn't have the qualification and status to promise love. When Corn called again to arrange a meeting, I refused.In fact, I was looking forward to it in my heart, but when the words came to my mouth, it turned into "I'm sorry, I'm taking stock".He hangs up tactfully and politely says another day. What day is it?I regretted wanting to bite my tongue, but my self-esteem did not allow me to pick up the phone and call him. Getting angry at myself, against myself, was the last thing I could do to preserve a modicum of dignity for myself. However, the heart is so uncomfortable, it seems that there are a hundred kittens scratching and biting, they scream anxiously, saying that they want to come out - their names are respectively missing, grievance, sense of security, love eager to prove, and so on. have desires. Desire, yes, my body needs corn as much as my heart—corn kisses, corn hugs, corn touches and affections.I not only fell in love with him, but also got used to him, regarded him as a part of my life, and got used to all his indifference and distance, as well as his refusal to bear and show mercy everywhere. I thought that time could cool down the enthusiasm, but after a week passed, my longing only became more and more intense.And this cruel person never called me again.Has he given up on me?Has he already taken the action of giving up on me before I make up my mind to give up on him? how could this be?I thought my giving up was great and tragic, and it would make him feel like a lost treasure, so I begged for mercy again and again, but I would refuse with tears in my eyes.Now it seems that he cares less about breaking up than I do.Perhaps as early as the last time we met, he had already sensed what was on my mind. He was so sensitive, how could he not know that my so-called "taking inventory" was a tactful rejection.Of course he is not a procrastination person, since I have decided to distance myself, he will never pester me. This is not an inexperienced man, not a reckless young man, not the little boyfriend Bai Rutong who is infatuated with Su Xiangru, he is Corn - a successful businessman, a married man, the leader of a company, The backbone of a family.He regards the love scene as a shopping mall, knows how to advance and retreat, and of course knows when to let go. How could I expect him to face my intentional estrangement infatuatedly, follow it back and forth, and pursue it relentlessly? At this time, he was worried about gains and losses again, and he was reluctant to end it like this.However, if a relationship can be so light, what is the value? I felt lost and depressed. On the other side, the perfect love between Su Xiangru and her first boyfriend Bai Rutong is staged in full swing and pure passion.They dated every day and walked almost all over the city.Xiangru only got three days of vacation, and on the fourth day, she went to work normally, and Rutong held roses every day and waited downstairs at the newspaper office.If Xiangru worked nights, he would bring refreshments and sit obediently by the side reading Xiangru's old manuscripts, treating gossip news like a bible. Time turns out to be a snobby guy, and it can be divided into two completely opposite faces in the same space-I live in yearning and hesitation, while Xiangru complains repeatedly about the passing of time. Happy days are always short.On the eve of Bai Rutong's departure, Xiangru didn't return all night. Nian'er and I winked, feeling relieved. "The saint has finally descended to earth, shouldn't we celebrate with champagne?" Nian'er smiled evilly, "Tell me, where are they going now? Are they taking off their clothes, or are they turning upside down? Maybe , has already sung to the second entrance to the palace." I laughed, this vicious girl is really mean.However, when she handed over a glass of self-made cocktail, I took it without hesitation and drank it down. I felt a faint joy in my heart—are I really happy just because of the fragrance?Or because she's finally like us? In this world, there is no right and there is no wrong, there is no right and there is wrong, there is no darkness without light, and there is no indulgence without steadfastness.I compared myself to Chanel, thinking that it was pure and normal enough, but Xiangru's love made me know that there is another version of love, that the soul and the body can be separated. I really envy that kind of love, but why, after looking for it for so long, I still can't meet it? That night, Chanel and I talked late and got very drunk. She said: "When I was very young, I saw a sentence in a movie: people have no choice. I don't understand and don't believe it. I take it for granted that I have a choice. For example, I choose to dance because I like it." Dance, isn’t this a choice? But later I realized that I didn’t choose dance, but dance chose me. It chose me, but it didn’t give me the chance to play the leading role. I wanted to lead the dance, and I Do you have a choice? Humans don’t have a choice.” She cried, and the crystal tears covered Burka's rotating overhead light.I completely forgave her in those tears, just because I also had no choice. Meeting corn, falling in love with corn, starting a love with no reputation and no future, this is not my choice, it is fate.It's not that I came to know him. It's not that I can control whether I love or not. When I was thinking about whether I can not love him, I had already fallen into the trap of love. Meeting him and falling in love with him is fate and sin, love and calamity.No choice. That night, Nian'er and I passed out drunk on the sofa and slept with our clothes on. When I woke up, her CUCII suit and my silk shirt were all crumpled and disfigured. It was the sound of Xiangru opening the door that woke us up.She stood in the middle of the living room and opened her mouth wide in surprise: "What did I miss?" Nian'er didn't care about dressing up, jumped up, grabbed Xiangru and pressed her on the sofa to extract a confession immediately: "We should ask you, let us tell the truth about last night's good show!" "What are you talking about?" Xiangru blushed cutely again. Blushing, isn't this the lost beauty of today's urban women? However, because of this, even I couldn't help being eager, and echoed Nian'er's encouragement: "Let's talk, how did you feel on the first night?" Xiangru blushed even more, and muttered: "If I say that nothing happened last night, will you not believe me?" "What, also, didn't, happen?" Nian'er yelled, pulling her ear to Xiangru's direction, "Did I hear wrong or you couldn't express clearly?" Yet I've figured it out, and as always, I believe what Xiangru says.I believe everything she says.I knew she was that kind of person.I felt relieved and lost. Xiangru, after all, is still the Xiangru I know well.However, why must she be Su Xiangru instead of being ordinary? Living with a saint is not a good feeling. "Last night, Rutong formally proposed to me. We have already decided that on this day next year, no matter what the situation is, we will get married. Even if he still can't find a job here, he would rather resign first and talk over here later. In the past, he always said that this would be a soft meal, but now he has figured it out, the most important thing is that we should be together, and the city is more suitable for my development, so he decided to accommodate me first. "Xiang Ruman Her face was flushed with a strange brilliance, she was really in love, she was really happy, "He is the train this morning, he doesn't want to be separated from me, and I can't bear to part with him, so last night, we couldn't bear to sleep , Talked all night. He hugged me, and we refused to separate for a minute, until we broke up at the train station today..." Xiangru shed tears, for the sake of parting, a short parting. But those were not sad tears, she was happy.Even in tears, she still enjoys her pure love happily. I turned my head and looked at Nian'er, there were also tears in her eyes, but deep in the tears, there was a barrenness. I know that she is as lonely as I am.